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Thursday, January 14, 2016

What's scarier than an old dark attic? A pantry, of course!

   There have been a couple of  sightings of apparitions and an unusual phone call to report on, in addition to the almost-daily happenings of locked doors becoming unlocked, objects disappearing and the usual bangs and knocks and unexplained noises.

   I have not written about these in the last little while because they have become very mainstream within the last bunch of months and I would be writing blog entries non-stop. Trust me when I say the activity is pretty much constantly active.

Sighting # 1 of 2016: Around the first of January of this year, my son and some other family members were having a spirited conversation about my father (who has been deceased for many years). They were hanging out  in the kitchen. Immediately in the pantry, directly off the kitchen, he spotted a very tall, very dark shadow. It was there for a few seconds. Then gone. No one else saw it but he definitely did.

It also entirely possible that the deceased father in question called the house on the anniversary of his death in December. My son and mother had been having a discussion about him when the phone rang but there was no response to several “Hello’s”’ This is just a theory but would not surprise anyone who has spent time in that house. There have been a few phone calls like this over the years. Reflecting on this, I always think if it was a spirit, why don’t they just say something into the phone? (and we think my dead grandmother may have done just that one time but I digress….) Then again, I never get phone calls where there is just dead air. Lucky me…I always have a telemarketer on the end of my calls. So I am not convinced it is normal telephone activity to pick up a phone when it rings and no one say anything.

Sighting #2 of 2016: Shortly around the time of the above-mentioned sighting, there was another one. This time my mother clearly saw a little girl standing in the pantry. She was young, maybe five with blond hair. She was not transparent and she was wearing a little gingham dress and just standing there plain as day. A young girl did die in the house back in the 1800’s or thereabout, so it may have been her. The apparition lasted a few seconds and then was gone.

The pantry has become a very active area over the last little while. In addition to the ghosts being seen in there lately, there is a door in there that leads to a dark wet cellar. That door has been known to have lots of thumps and bangs on it when there is technically nothing to thump and bang on it. Why the pantry, you ask? Who knows, but there always seems to be baked goods in there so seems like a good place to me.

Lastly, there was an incident where some dishes on a shelf in the dining room somehow managed to get to the floor by themselves (???) and my son’s favorite sneakers seem to have disappeared off the face of the earth into the great beyond. Those don’t seem to be coming back after repeated requests. He has new sneakers and the ghosts have been warned to keep their paws off. Replacing sneakers could get expensive.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

The Blue Light (Reported by an Anonymous Family Friend)

The Blue Light

I know the house that Rebecca grew up in. I had known her and her brothers since we were little kids. We lived in the same neighborhood for years. When the family moved to the old home place miles away it did not stop the friendship and the house kind of became my second home. I know well the strange goings-on there and have heard the rocking (from an unoccupied rocking chair) up stairs when no one could possibly be there.

The series of events I am about to describe did not happen in the house but just outside. Everything I am about to write happened over 30 years ago. I might be a bit fuzzy on the details but the events truly happened.

It started late on a Sunday evening, 10 miles away, when my brother asked if he could borrow my car. He wanted to take a female friend of his to where she was staying, just a few miles away from Rebecca's home. I said okay and at about 11:00 pm he left.

The next morning I got in the car to go to work. It was during a gas crisis and the price was skyrocketing. I had wrote the mileage on the car down before he left as he said he would pay for the gas he used. What was confusing was that the miles driven on the car and the distance he had to travel to complete his journey did not add up. It seemed like at least 7 miles was missing.

I asked him that evening if he had gone to her house and back. He said "Yes, where else would I be that time of night?" thinking I was going to ask for more money than he really owed. I replied that it wasn't that, it was the fact that there weren’t enough miles on the car. He assured me he traveled there and back. He also mentioned that he did not remember the drive home chalking it up to what happens while driving a familiar road and not remembering the last couple of miles you just drove. I did not think any more of it until a week later.

The next Saturday night we were next door to Rebecca's house at her brother's playing cards as we often did. We all had girlfriends and partners and still spent a lot of our free time there and at Rebecca's as her mother was like a second Mom to us all.
The conversation was flowing freely when her brother's partner started saying about not sleeping well the previous Sunday night. She related how she was awake when the bedroom started filling with a blue glow from outside. Not knowing what it was she got up and by the time she looked out the window she saw a blue glow in the sky, towards the house heading along the coast towards the beaches. It was about 2:00 am she said.

Ufo's were a big thing at the time and we had all seen something at one time or other that was strange but nothing quite like what she described. We talked about it for a while longer and the conversation when on to other things as it does.

The next day my partner and I went to Rebecca’s' house to meet up with her brother and go to the beach. We always paid our respects to Rebecca's Grandmother who lived with the family. She would be in the sitting room, by the window in her chair. She always had a story to tell and this day she had quite a story indeed.

After hugs and kisses by all she looked at us and said to Rebecca's brother “I saw something strange last Sunday night when I got up to go to the bathroom; did you see it too?" She went on to say that when she came out of her bedroom, just off of the sitting room, she saw a bright blue light coming towards the house. She said that it lit up the sitting room so brightly that she could see that it was 5 minutes to 2 on the clock (the exact same time Rebecca's brother's partner saw the same). "It went right over the house. I went into the kitchen and it was heading towards the ocean. The whole field was lit up." Well you could have heard a pin drop.

The conversation became about what was seen by both on the same night. I mentioned that my brother would have been in the same area at the same time and that there were miles missing from the car. Rebecca's brother joked that he was probably abducted by aliens. We all laughed except that ever since my brother has never been the same.

I said that day that he had been acting a bit weird that week but that I had attributed it to girlfriend problems. What has happened between him and the rest of my family since is nothing short of bizarre.  But that is another story.

A Friend of the Family

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Orb Accidentally Caught on Video

For a change, this happened at MY house (instead of my mom's).

My son set up his video camera to record himself playing guitar. While playing it back, he was quite surprised by the sight of an orb zooming past him. It can be seen at the 28 second seems to come from the side of his face and sail downward. Don't blink or you'll miss it--it is quite fast.


To be honest, I was thrilled this type of thing was actually captured by the camera. He couldn't see it with the naked eye, of course.

Strange Picture (taken at my mother's house)

By this time, most people who read this blog know about the paranormal conditions at my mother's house. The picture we are going to discuss today was taken there by me a few months ago. I don't think anything unusual had been going on in the house during that time. I sometimes just snap a few pictures for later examination and this happens to be one of them that made me go, "Whoa, now what is that?"

Clearly, you can see a white blobby thing in the chair to the right. There are several reasons why I think this is a significant photo and could be spirit-related.

1. Ectoplasm ( a physical manifestation of a ghost/spirit) can appear opaque in photographs. It is common for it to show up in photos but is hard to see with the naked eye.

2. It is all over the chair as if it is "sitting" there. That small brown square thing is actually part of the wooden armrest on the chair and the blobby  white thing is all around it. Imagine yourself sitting there with your arm dangling around the arm rest. The way it goes down into the carpet is also interesting.

3. No, no, no it is not a reflection from the window on the other side of the room. Have you ever in your life seen a reflection look like that?

4. No one else was in the room with me when I took the picture. No one was in there blowing cigarette smoke around. There was no fire in the adjacent stove so it is not wood smoke or obviously we would have called the fire department. So you can toss those explanations out the window. And while we're at it, it was not caused by "the wind" ( my all time favorite skeptic-explanation for anything weird or unusual).

So there you have it. A little more compelling evidence to mull over. I can't explain it, you can't explain it and we'll probably never know for sure but I'm going with GHOST.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Unexplained Voices

Lately, I have had a few unusual experiences for which a sane explanation could not be found.  I don't think my house has any particular "spirit" or anything like that in it. It seems to be more of a case of someone trying to make contact with me. But I can't be sure so I digress.

Anyway, about two weeks ago, my son, Scott and I were the only two people at home. We were getting ready to leave the house and were in the porch getting our coats on. Scott went downstairs for a moment and then out of the blue I heard a man  in our upstairs living room say something. I could not make out what it was, but it was a man's voice and he said a whole sentence. I did not think it was anything unusual and just assumed I had left the tv on, although I was quite sure I had turned it off. So I went to check it out, but the tv was off.

Last week, my husband, Shaun and I went to our favorite Chinese restaurant. (Click this link for a review:  King Town Chinese ).

We had a scrumptious dinner  and afterwards Shaun went across the room to pay the bill. The restaurant was not particularly busy and not very noisy. Suddenly, and very clearly, I heard a man's voice whisper, "Rebecca!" It seemed to come from only a few feet away from me, not from the other side of the room where Shaun was paying the bill. But I looked in that direction anyway just in case and realized it had not come from there.  The voice was a loud whisper, that's the best I can describe it.It didn't come from another diner in the restaurant. I didn't know anyone there and no one was paying attention to me. I asked Shaun about it anyway, in case it had been him but he did not know what I was talking about.

So whoever is doing the talking has my what?? Show yourselves! (Just not in the middle of the night at the foot of my bed, please and thank you.)

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Meanwhile, At The Neighbors....

This particular incident took place at  the home of a relative of my mother's a few years ago. Her house is also in Lunenburg County, just up the hill from my mother's. And although that house was also very old and had a few ghost sightings in it, that is not what this blurb is about.

The relative (let's call her " Amelia") lived alone in a huge two story house. She had lived there her entire life and at the time this happened, she was probably in her late seventies, but was still perfectly healthy, sane and normal.

Amelia's very good friend (let's call her Joyce, because that was actually her name) was at death's door in the hospital in the next town. Joyce was elderly and had ended up in the hospital and was expected to not live too much longer.

One particular night, Amelia was just getting into bed. Her bedroom was on the second floor. She happened to glance out the window into the darkness and there was Joyce, hovering in mid-air, smiling and waving at Amelia.

(I know this is hard to believe but it is the God's- honest- truth. Amelia never made up a story in her entire life.)

Anyway, the next morning, Amelia got the dreaded phone call informing her that Joyce had died in the night.

I guess she had come by on her way to the after-life to say farewell.    

Incidentally, Amelia is the relative I mentioned in another post who on occasion comes to me in dreams to tell me the things she is up to on the "other side".  Amelia passed away in 2006.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Update on Paranormal Activity at my Mother's House

Today (July 10, 2012) my mother phoned to tell me of her experience this morning. She was alone in the kitchen and the cat was off somewhere (not anywhere near where the incident happened). These are the only two living breathing people/animals in the house.

Suddenly, she heard a very loud crashing sound in the dining room. She went in to see what could have made such a noise and found that her series of "Green Mile" books ( which she had held together with an elastic band) had come out of the book case and were spread out on the floor in numerical order. She assured me the books had been tightly nestled on the shelf and could not have possibly come loose on their own. She also thinks the noise she heard was much louder than if a few books had somehow hit the floor.

Also, when I was staying there for a few days last week, I heard a voice where there should not have been one.  My mother and I were having breakfast at the kitchen table. The only other person in the house was my teenage nephew who was asleep in the living room, and the french door that goes into that room was tightly closed.

Suddenly, I heard a man's voice say a few muffled words. It sounded like it was just beyond the dining room, maybe around the staircase. It was perhaps a short sentence. Trying to be sensical, I thought possibly my nephew was awake and yelling out to us, but he  did not wake until quite awhile later, whereupon I asked him if he had said or yelled anything earlier, to which he says he did not.

(Last time I heard a mysterious far away voice in that house, my uncle died a few days later.)

Also last week, my mother, husband and I were watching a movie in the living room one evening. Out of the blue, my mother turned to me and said," Do you smell that? Come over here by me and smell." When I stepped near her, there was  quite an undescribable odor        It was not coming from her but seemed to be around and in front of her
It seemed to be within a 2 foot radius of where she was sitting. She said she had smelled it before one day all throughout the downstairs of the house. On this particular night when I could smell it, too, it lasted for a few minutes and then disappeared. It almost had a strong, musty stench to it, but not really like anything I have ever smelled before. It wasn't damp or moldy, but rather a little foul and antiquated.

Perhaps a visitor from the musty beyond?